Shy small town girl Cammie Morgan can't help but cringe at the name Zachary Goode. The cocky, charming pop singer who's name is screamed out of almost every girl's voice box. And he's coming to visit his parents over the summer. To Roseville, Virginia. Zachary Goode loves the famous life. Girls, cars, money, but when he meets Cam, things are about to change. Slowly he wiggles his way into Cammie's life, hoping to turn the social anxiety girl into a fun out going one. And maybe, just maybe, she's changing him as well, even if she doesn't know it. If only the stubborn girl would admit her feelings for Zach.
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Music. Just the word can spread so many emotions in one second. Sadness, joy, hope, love, heartache. But there's more to it than that. It's the motion in the songs and the emotions behind the lyrics. The way they can put even the saddest person to peace. Sometimes, five words can change two worlds forever.
Sing Me A Love Song.
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"Oh my gosh!" Tina Walters screamed at the top of her lungs. Everyone in the halls cringed at her high witch-like voice. Cammie and Liz ignored the screeching gossip girl like they did everyday.
"What do you think she has to say today?" Cammie mumbled to Liz as she grabbed her Chemistry for Dummies book.
"Who knows. Probably something about Taylor Swift having split-ends or something." The two girls chuckled, avoiding everyone that decided to crowed around Tina to hear what stupid story she had to share.
"Zachary Goode is coming to Roseville for the summer!" This made Cammie stop. Not the, OMG-I'm-totally-fangirling-right-now kind of moment, but more like the OMG-is-she-really-that-desperate-for-attention kind of moment. In fact, the name Zachary Goode sent nothing but annoyance to Cammie. Her friends Bex and Macey talked about the actor-slash-singer ever since they saw the brown haired kid on MTV for some opening act two years ago.
"Did she just say who I think she said?" Liz whispered to Cammie. She nodded slowly before turning toWasrds the short science nerd.
"Let's book it." And they did. All the way from the science wing to the library which Wass on the other end of the school. Old lockers flew past them while teachers ignored the running teens.
The day was a perfect last day of school. The sun was shining with not even a dusty looking cloud in the sky. Birds flew freely and bees buzzed from flower to flower getting the nectar they needed. Posters that read 'See you later suckers' or 'Live hard or die young' hung all over the school walls and lockers in bright neon colors. Although Cammie enjoyed the Die Hard series, she thought the seniors could have been a little more creative.
"Do you really think Zachary Goode is coming here for the summer?" Liz asked once they reached the library doors. Cammie gasped for air, trying to force her heart rate down so she could speak.
"I sure hope not. This may be his parents' home town but Zach doesn't seem like the kind of guy to come to such a small town like this." She stood straighter and put on a smile. "But who cares? This is our last day of junior year, Liz! Whoo." She threw her hands up and spun around making her long, silky blond curls fly. Liz laughed at her friends childness.
"Are you headed to the beach party at midnight? I know Bex asked you and Macey's making me. So, really, I'm giving you no choice." Cammie stopped spinning so she could give Liz a puppy dog face.
"Awe Lizzy, you're not really gonna make me suffer just because you have to, are you?" She whined. Parties weren't really Cammie's definition of fun. As long as she had music and a nice Nicholas Sparks novel, she Wass perfectly fine. Another reason she didn't like Zach, the wild party animal media likes to show the world every chance they get.
"Yes." Cammie groaned. "Hey, maybe Josh will be there. I heard from Bex who heard from Anna that he likes you." Liz sang the last part while wiggling her eye brows and nudging Cammie's side.
"I told you I'm not interested in Josh. He makes me uncomfortable." And it Wass true. Josh tended to be a little touchy-feely with Cammie any chance he got.
It started in first grade. The whole class went outside for recess and Cammie decided to swing. Josh came up to her and offered to push because her legs were too short to kick of the ground. She agreed. After wards, Josh told Cammie she had to kiss him because of the favor he did. She refused and ever since then, Josh has been trying as hard as he could to get Cammie Morgan to kiss him. Even if it meant changing his schedule and seating chart so he could be near her. Endless days of notes and attempted hand holding tends to creep a person out after a while.
"Besides," Cammie continued, "no one there will even talk to me. Bex and Macey will leave us like stranded seagulls anyway. So why bother going?"
"Because, unlike you, I at least try and communicate. You always disappear when ever anyone tries to spark a conversation with you. So, technically, it's you that doesn't talk to anyone." Cammie humped in defeat. She knew Liz Wass right. Cammie hated socializing. Her mother attempts to get her to talk with family friends but her father, alWasys the hero, explains that she can't talk because of homework or chores that he's asked her to get done. The real problem is that Cammie's afraid of making a mistake. Whether it's with the first hello or embarrassing herself, Cammie has always had trouble being comfortable in her own skin.
"Fine, I'll go. But only because it will get me out of sitting through another meeting at my house my mom is making her co-workers attend to." Liz squealed and hugged Cammie as right as she could which, even with her stick-like arms, hurt.
"Ooh, what's with all the hugging and squealing?" A soft bell-like voice asked with mock curiosity. "Did our Cammie finally decide to socialize with the students of Roseville high?" Cammie rolled her eyes.
"Yes Mace, I'm coming to the party." She gave the tall black haired girl a pointed look. "But I will not be drinking anything out pure Waster. H2O, nothing more, nothing less. Got it?" Macey scowled and crossed her arms with a cocked hip.
"Fun sucker." she mumbled as the bell rang. The three girls smiled and ran for the doors with eager teens already spilling out of.
"Its time to say goodbye to school and hello to summer kids!" A voice on the announcements rang Roseville High would like to send good luck to the seniors and wish everyone a happy summer. Because, WE'RE FINALLY DONE! No more tests, no more homework, no more teachers and lame jokes! Just fun in the sun where the good girl play and the bad girls play harder!"
"Wow." Macey spoke. Cammie nodded in agreement.
"No one can do announcements like Bex."
"Nope." Macey and Liz said in union. The three walked to the end of the parking lot before facing each other.
"Seven o'clock, my house. Be there and on time." Macey tuned and started walking to her car. "See you then chicas!"
"I am so not ready for this thing." Liz mumbled.
"Nope."
"No, I don't like this one. The blue clashes with the overall design of the suit." Macey looked up from her magazine to see what Bex was holding in front of Cammie. She nodded.
"I agree. Why don't you try the white coverup? There's really no need to his Cam's body." The two girls spoke as if Cammie wasn't in the room. And as if she had no choice in the matter. Which she didn't. The girls made that clear the moment she walked in Macey's house.
"Guys, I'm not going swimming or anything." Cammie explained with a slightly stressed out voice. Being dressed like a Barbie wasn't exactly on Cammie's To Do List. Bex rolled her eyes.
"Then what do you plan on d-" Bex was cut off by a high shriek. Cammie jumped and looked over to Macey, instantly paling. Macey reads magazines all the time so it should be nothing different, except this particular magazine happened to be the latest one, with the latest news on our fellow Hollywood stars, with a picture of Zach Goode on the front.
"Gosh Mace, calm down would ya?" Bex grumbled with a glare bounced at Macey who was falling out of her chair with a dreamy look on her face. Bex rolled her eyes but was getting more and more curious as to what Macey was freaking out about. She stalked over to the girl and ripped the magazine from her hands.
"As you all my know," she read with her strong British accent, "Zachary Goode's parents live in Roseville Virginia. The young star has made an agreement with his manager and will be visiting the small town for the summer. So get ready Roseville citizens, because here comes Zachary Goode!" Bex looked up from the magazine and took in a deep breath. Bex doesn't scream. She think it's too lame and a childish thing to do. So, instead of screaming at the top of her lungs, she stands in one spot of the room and spazzes like an electrocuted cat.
"Mace do you know what this means! Zachary Goode might actually be in te same town as us, right now, at the very moment!" She gasped.
"What if he comes to the bonfire?" The asked at the same time. Cammie huffed, having enough of the childnees.
"You guys seriously dont think he's coming to this pathetic town do you? And why would he come to a bonfire that's meant for high school students and their first day of summer. Should I mention that he's famous? I'm sure he's going to be in hiding if he really does come." Macey Wass about to say something when her bedroom door opened and Liz stepped in.
"Sorry I'm late. My mom wanted me to help with some stuff around the house."
"It's fine, but we only have a few hours left and we have to make you guys stunning for Zach." Bex ran to Macey's closet and started laying stuff on the bed.
"Now, let's get started Little Lizzy."
"Do you think he's going to bring his whole band?" Bex asked with a dreamy look plastered on her face.
The sky was dark, only specks of stars and the moon gave it any color. Cammie focused on that. Any thing but the conversation at hand.
"Totally. They're all best friends, why wouldn't he?" Macey gave her a 'duh' face before turning back on te road.
The girls continued to talk what if's about Zach and his band. What if he said this and what if he said that. What if he did this and what if he doesn't do that. Cammie tuned them out after the fifth 'what if' and thought about the bonfire. The symbol of the end of school and the first day of summer vacation. Cammie wasn't the most well known teen at school. Sure she was pretty, nice, and smart, but she never really spoke to her fellow classmates. Usually, she hid in her shell at school, never coming out until she was alone or with her friends. The bonfire was just going to be that. Her, alone, to afraid to speak to anyone let alone make eye contact. A wall flower watching everyone else let loose and have fun. And it sucked.
"Cam?" A hand waved in front of her face, snapping her out of her pathetic daydream.
"Come on Cam." Bex said, grabbing onto Cammie's hand in order to pull her out of the car. "At least try to communicate. The least that could happen is you make a friend." Cammie rolled her eyes, happy she wasn't wearing just a bikini.
The sand felt cool and soft between her toes as the girls walked up to the bonfire that was in full swing. Boys and girls danced with each other while Katy Pery sang her heart out on the radio. Cammie felt the heat of the fire slam into her face causing her to take a slight step back.
"Wow." They said.
"Hey people! It's finally summer time!" Bex shouted while running to the center of dancing people. They cheered while one guy came up to her and they began grinding. Cammie and Liz stood by the entrance, staring at Bex while Macey walked off somewhere.
"Leave it to Bex to start the full swing." Cammie let out with a sigh.
"Mhm." Liz nodded in agreement.
An hour went by. A few guys walked up to Cammie, asking for a dance but she always refused, deciding sticking by herself was the best option to avoid embarrassment and communication. Girls glared at her, for what, Cammie had no clue, but the nasty stares gave Cammie more of a reason to leave. So she did.
A few old couples sat on the pier fishing and playing cards with grandchildren. Cammie gave them kind smiles as she walked to the end of the long wooden dock. Lights lighted up the walkway, the smell of fish and crab engulfed Cammie in a soothing way. The waves calmed her nerves, the back and forth crashing sang to her. Even the salty air freshened the once hot and smoky oxygen.
Cammie sat on the edge of the pier allowing the wind to blow her hair back. She threw her head back and closed her eyes and for the first time that night, she actually breathed.
"Beautiful night isn't it" Cammie's eyes popped open as she screamed, loosing balance on the edge. A hand reached out to grab her, but instead of pulling Cammie up, she pulled the intruder down with her.
A large splash sounded from the water. People on the pier drudges around looking for something to help the two teens up but nothing was long enough for the thirty foot drop.
"You idiot!" Cammie yelled once she reached the surface. She couldn't see her intruder but it was definitely a boy. He chuckled and reached for Cammie.
"What? It's not my fault your jumpy." he said. The boys voice gave Cammie chills, the good kind, full of content and happiness. Why? That was a question she had a hard time answering.
"Are you freaking serious right now?" She smacked the water with her hands, growling in anger. "You could have gotten us both killed!" The boy shrugged his shoulders.
"But we're still alive aren't we?" His voice was cocky, almost too cocky. This only made Cammie even more aggravated.
"Whatever. I'm leaving. I hope you get eaten by sharks dude." Cammie began to swim away, attempting to splash the guy in his face but she found he was next to her, swimming with even strokes.
"Get away from me." She spat and kicked faster.
"Not a chance love." Cammie and the boy finally reached the shore where a few old couples came up to them with towels.
"Are you okay dear? That was a long fall." A tiny old lady said to Cammie with a shaky voice. She nodded as smiled.
"I'm fine, thank you." Her kind eyes turned into a glare as she looked toward the boy. Before Cammie could even get a word out, her mouth was shut with the force of shock.
"Hi, I don't believe we've met before. I'm Zach Goode, but, you already know that."
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A/N: FEEDBACK! Please? Would you like more detail? Different POVs? I don't know, any other ideas you have to make this better?
Sorry for spelling and grammar mistakes! I go back an read these but because I know what the words are supposed to say, my brain fixes the mistakes on it's own so I over look them. My phone tends to autocorrect everything I type so... Yeah. Maybe I should just type slower or something.
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